There is a raging case of chicken fever going on at my house.
It's my fault. I brought up the topic as a conversation piece, a mere topic of discussion -- but it started a fire that soon raged out of control.
I should have known better. My husband loves most things rural, ie, anything done differently than how it's done in the city. Raising chickens for their eggs would definitely fall into that category. So why did I ever show my husband someone's chicken pictures?
It began innocently enough, with a discussion of egg differences in relation to different species and then went to pretty pictures and and then it all went to ....."that place" in a handbasket very quickly. It was exacerbated by the picture accompanying this post . Seeing such a familiar item as the covered cat litterbox seemed to be the last straw. Seeing chickens in as familiar an item as the covered litterbox brought it home for him that we too could have chickens.
Suddenly he was on-line reading all about chickens. He visited the library to check out books on chickens. He scoured the bookstores to see if he could find any more sources of information on chickens and chicken coops. He has lost his mind, for chickens.
Edited to add: I apparently did not correctly enter the hyperlinks so the links to Rurality's posts did not appear. If you want to see the pictures I showed my husband, they can be seen on Rurality's blog by cutting and pasting:
Caution: Photos may be addictive. Unsuspecting spouses may be infected with the illness known as chicken fever. Looking at these photos may not be safe for young children or adults with weakened immune systems. ::goofy laugh:: View at your own risk.